Cut Chemist Suite

Aww yeah, party people

Here we go

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party...

Ya'll want some more?

Ya'll want some more?

Ya'll want some more?

Let me hear ya say, "Yeah!" (Yeah!)

Let me hear ya say, "Hell, yeah!"

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the house)

Party people (Rocks the hou-hou, hou-house)

2NA the smoke-jumper, packin' my oral cannon

Bustin' from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon

Swallow flows, we turnin' like plush tires

Mellow intros, lyrics be burnin' like brush fires

Spreadin' vocal leprosy, using discrepancy

Lyric weaponry lessens your chances of testin' me

Stop and freeze, MCs, I block atrocities

True philosophies from the lips of black Socrates

The pocket-penciler in your peninsula

Killin' Dracula MCs who bit from my vernacular

I can back it, the ill scene we occupy

No lullaby, got you high, when I rock a fly

Verse, for my people, let me breath slow

Give a heave-ho, and stimulate your cerebral

System, Cut Chemist grip the fader

With 2NA the group debater, we murder you duplicators

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that (Rocks the house)

(Rock-rock-rock-rocks the house)

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that (Rocks the house)

(Rock-rock-rock-rocks the house)

They call me Mister Antagonistic, drastic

Comin' from a place where these cops get their ass kicked

The last trick unified was the cornerstone

A lyric pistol to the dome is how we warn a clone, born alone

The strength of god makes my mission higher

They found a liar dead, strung up with fishing wire

The mystifier packin' vocal artillery

Makin' lovely word connections like Chuck Woolery

The cool in me, I'll make your block turn on one rhyme

Electrifyin' like some nocturnal sunshine

The planetary pioneer and his mixer

(Cut Chemist) Chali 2NA spitting scriptures

Painting pictures

Even sisters adapt 'cause we take it back

Like chiropractors fuckin' actors on wax

Make it worse for real MC's who worth your while

So they search for me

The aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that (Rocks the house)

(Rock-rock-rock-rocks the house)

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that (Rocks the house)

(Rock-rock-rock-rocks the house)

(Should I let, should I let)

(Should I, should I?)

(Should I let) one, two

(Should I let) one, two

(Should I let) check it

Should I let ya?

Know

Should I mention that you lost a vital part of your body

In competition with the T to the U, N-Ah

The bread winner

Lyrical leg spinner that's hittin' you dead center

The aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that (Rock-rock-rock-rocks the house)

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that (Rocks the house)

Yo, yo

It's like that, ya'll

It's like that, everybody out there, y'all

It's like that

My name is 2NA Fish, ya'll

It's like that

And with the Ozomatli

It's like that, ya'll

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

Hey, ya'll gotta excuse me, man, I'm sick as hell

(He just sick in the head, that's all)